The ninth day of the third month of the 209th year of the Gregorian calendar·Nianhua Sea Area
"Hurry, no matter how fast, we will reach the state of bliss in two days!" On the misty rain sail in Yizhou, Ye Qianqiu was urging the disciples to speed up the rotation of the mechanism.
The Yizhou Yanyu Sail, which took more than half a year to be built, was all thanks to the blueprints and shipbuilders provided by Tianji Tower, which allowed all forces to have their own warships as soon as possible.
The hulls are all forty-four feet long and eighteen feet wide. They have huge sails with five pillars on the outside and wheels inside. Siege cannons are installed on the bow and sides. In addition, the construction is meticulous and meticulous. The ships of each faction are all warships of comparable quality to the royal fleet.
Ye Qianqiu looked at the sundial aside and found that it was almost noon. He was anxious and kept urging everyone to increase the speed of the wheel. After all, in order to prevent the secret from being leaked, the drawing left by Hua Xiaoqi had been destroyed long ago.
Now, the route to the paradise, except for the people in the Hidden Sun Pavilion, is only in the minds of Ye Qianqiu and Li Qinghe.
Therefore, the warships of other sects need to meet Ye Qianqiu at the intersection of the Beidou Route and the Nianhua Sea Area, and then Ye Qianqiu's warship will lead everyone to the paradise.
However, Ye Qianqiu was very uneasy at this time. On the one hand, he learned from Qinghe's flying pigeon message that his departure was blocked, and he was very worried.
On the other hand, she had never told Ye Qianqiu about the results of Qinghe's wandering around to various major forces for help this year.
Although Qinghe is the Princess of Nanling, her words naturally still have some weight, but this time she is not traveling. If they meet head-on, this will be a large-scale war. I wonder if this group of people in the world can really stop them. I risked my life to accompany him on this journey.
In addition, if even Qinghe is blocked, who can guarantee that the other fierce kings with their hands and eyes will not block the warships of other forces?
Yanyu Sail gradually sailed into the Beidou route, and the sea was filled with fog, making it difficult to see the surrounding things. Ye Qianqiu ordered to stop the operation of the wheel, and only raised one main sail to let the ship move forward slowly.
Ye Qianqiu turned his wheelchair to the bow of the ship and looked far into the distance. After waiting for a long time, he didn't see a ship.
Ye Qianqiu sighed slightly and said: "Since ancient times, cooperation between forces has been based on profit. This unprofitable thing will only increase casualties. Who is willing to do it?"
He was silent for a few minutes, raised his head, took a deep breath, and said to Feng Wan beside him: "Young hero Feng Wan, order my disciples to sail forward on my behalf. Even if I am the only one in Yanyu Tower, I will not be able to let go of the mission sent by the princess. Those three informants.”
Feng Wan nodded lightly. It didn't take much thinking to know that one of the three informants must be Yun Musheng. Since he was on guard duty, he must have the duty to go with Ye Qianqiu.
Just as he was about to return from the bow of the ship, the killer's keen sense of smell allowed him to smell a different flow of internal energy in the air. He turned his head and looked forward, and saw a large sail vaguely exposed in the fog, with the word "天" written on it.
"As expected of Tianji Tower, this Lord Qiu and I, Lord Ye, have sympathy for each other." Ye Qianqiu's face that had just sunk suddenly became a little brighter.
"But it seems that the person who pities us is not Lord Qiu." Following Feng Wan's gentle smile, Ye Qianqiu also looked intently and saw a man and a woman standing on the bow of the ship, two handsome young heroes, one red and one white.
As expected by Feng Wan, the warships in the Tianji Tower must be commanded by Lord Yue Gong, Qiu Mingming. Next to him, Xu Changan was leaning against the mast holding a splash-ink sword. He was more bookish than a year ago. A sense of perseverance.
"Look, there's more behind you!"
As the Yanyu Tower disciples shouted excitedly, another large sail with different characters appeared behind the Tianji Tower warship.
"Qiu Mingming and Xu Changan of Tianji Tower, come to help in the battle!"
"Tianxuan Zongji Ji Zhanyu is here to help in the battle!"
"Xiaoyao Houfu, Fushu and Buwu, come to help in the battle!"
Suddenly, a total of more than thirty warships appeared in the heavy fog. The scene was extremely magnificent. Even the experienced Ye Qianqiu was amazed by this scene he saw for the first time.
Just when the ships were approaching Yan Yufan, a woman jumped up to the stern of the ship angrily, rushed to Ye Qianqiu and shouted: "Where is Mo Mo? Where is my Mo Mo?! Let Qinghe hand him over to me! As a person Princess Nanling actually used such despicable means to threaten her!"
The most unseemly woman in front of me was Miao Chenglan, the leader of the Yaochi Sect. She had been concealing her plan to beg for a thief from Mo Yuqing. Unexpectedly, Mo Yuqing suddenly disappeared one day, leaving only a piece of letter: Destroy all the evil spirits in the Hidden Sun Pavilion. Everyone is responsible, and disciple Mo Yuqing bears the same responsibility. I hope the sect master will not blame you.
Ye Qianqiu spent a lot of time talking before he finally calmed down the anxious sect leader: "Master Miao, don't panic, Young Master Mo is not here, I think he must have sneaked in with Young Master Yun as an informant. That’s a state of bliss.”
"What?!" Miao Chenglan, who had just calmed down, exploded like a firecracker in a second, and then cursed again, while Ye Qianqiu had no choice but to comfort him in embarrassment.
The leaders of various sects also gathered on Yanyu Sail. Ye Qianqiu thanked everyone who came. After everyone covered their faces, they also talked about the reason for this visit.
Ji Zhanyu from Tianxuan Sect still looked cynical: "I'm very bored dealing with those old men in Tianxuan, so I just came here to relax."
Fu Shu from the Xiaoyao Hou Mansion pointed to the monk who looked about the same age as Ye Qianqiu and said: "This is Master Buwu, the great protector of our Hou Mansion. He was born in Shaolin. You also know that Shaolin and Zhanri Pavilion are closely related. What a blood feud.”
"Amitabha, I am a poor monk who is not enlightened. In the name of Buddha, I am willing to help Ye Louzhu to eliminate evil spirits in the world."
Qiu Mingming was about to speak, but he said a little embarrassedly: "Actually, the uncle asked Hall Master Xu to accompany us, but we were just on the way... The little girl made a little plan..."
When Ye Qianqiu saw that Xu Wenxiu was not on the Tianji Tower warship, he roughly guessed what had happened. He smiled with interest and then said to everyone, "Now that everyone is here, let's set off."
"Master Ye, please wait." Qiu Mingming stopped Ye Qianqiu. "Two more ships have just arrived, please take a look."
Not far away, two large sails appeared in the fog. Ye Qianqiu thought about it and wondered which other force would be willing to join this war.
He raised his eyes and saw two warships with "Hua" and "Yun" written on them, sailing towards this side. There were two women standing on each bow, looking down on the other heroes like women.
"Lanlan! Do you miss me, brother?"
Another man jumped out from behind the two women. It was Yun Qingya, one of the Seven Swordsmen of Huayun. At this time, Miao Chenglan was ashamed and annoyed, and cursed lightly: "Dead ghost."
After Hua Wenqing, Yun Lingzhi, and Yun Qingya also boarded the main ship Yanyufan, Ye Qianqiu walked onto the bow. At this time, the sea wind was howling and the waves were rough on the sea. He pulled out the most beautiful long sword in the sword box. , until the front shouted: "The power of the group of heroes! Conquer the evil thieves! Raise the sail!"
